The night sky in Alaska was beautiful.
The white snow field was covered with beams of boneless light.
The scene was so beautiful that it could make anyone flipped.
Holding the medicine cabinet and walking along the ski resort, Fabian didn't care about the scenery here.
He was a man of righteousness. This time, he came for his brother and friend, so he was absolutely focused on nothing else.
This was his principle of doing things for others, but even so, his sight was still attracted by the dazed figure standing beside the Wishing Wall in such a view.
The tall woman, however, was in a daze in the snow alone in such a dark night.
Her hair was black and straight. Looking at her back, she had a perfect S shape.
This was an excellent beauty, standing quietly in the snow like a fairy.
For a moment, Fabian felt like he had entered the world of a fairy tale.
Then he couldn't help stopping and gave up his principles. In the quiet snowy night, he listened to his heartbeat and looked at the woman beside the Wishing Wall.
The woman seemed to sense something.
After looking back, she hurriedly ran away and disappeared in the night.
Fabian didn't withdraw his gaze from the woman until she disappeared in his sight.
But it was just a glimmer of affection. He knew a lot about his family background.
His family background had decided that he could hardly find a woman who could pass the test with his grandmother and win his heart at the same time.
So for years, he never touched emotion.
For him, the base of his love was whether or not their families were well matched.
After he shrugged his shoulders, Fabian forgot about that woman and quickly walked towards the cottage where Ron lived.
Knocking at the door, he leaned against the door idly.
When the door was opened, Fabian rolled his eyes at Ron, seeming to be bored, and asked, "what's wrong with you again?"
"Holley's head was hurt by someone. I'm not sure about other doctors."
Hearing that, Fabian's head exploded with a buzzing sound.
He yawned and looked very tired and discontented. "I know that you can't think of me when something good happens. I just live in your house in N City, but why do I do nothing but work for you every day as if I have signed a contract to sell myself to you?"
He walked into the cabin while grumbling and reached out his hand. "Show me the X-ray film taken by the hospital and the diagnosis written by those unreliable doctors."
Ron had already prepared these materials, pointed to the Kraft paper bag on the table, and he said, "just those, look."
Sitting at the table, Fabian carefully studied the X-ray film taken by the hospital. Then he patted his chest with assurance, and promised to Ron, "Don't worry. Your dear wife is fine, and she will be fine after two more days of sleep."
"Really?"
Ron asked anxiously.
"Yes, you cannot trust me. But you can't doubt my medical skills, do you understand?" Fabian said impatiently.
"Okay."
Ron readily agreed. Then he made a gesture of welcome to Fabian.
"What do you mean?"
The doctor was stunned. He smelled the smell of crossing the river and demolishing the bridge in the air.
Sure enough, he knew Ron well.
Ron said, "you can leave now. Why do you stay here? You will disturb our sleep!"
"I'm crazy. I've come all the way to Alaska to help you."
Fabian curled his lips and walked towards the door of the log cabin without hesitation.
Arriving at the door, he looked back with a guilty conscience. "Oh, you didn't break your wound, did you? Although your little wife has nothing wrong, she is not allowed to do sports recently. Do you understand? "
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